Ibuprofen my
food. Robitussin my drink.
Illness my altar.
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Ibuprofen my
food. Robitussin my drink.
Illness my altar.
Category Archives: pain
Head cold
Snot blocked mucus jammed
sinus pressure. Every breath
a pulse of pure pain.
Reflection
Dressing room mirror
replaced by funhouse looking
glass. Not me in there.
Forced
Disappointment like
a kidney punch makes it hard
to smile through the pain.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
He had a dream but
his murder was our nightmare.
It’s time to wake up.
Face waxing
In a misguided
effort I peeled off half my
face and left the hair.
Online – the new paradigm
My fingers talk my
eyes listen my head makes it
up my heart hungers.
Chenay Bay – Fourth day, Christmas Day
Green Cay Marina
walk. J gets stung, M watches
A Christmas Story.
Holiday spirit
Like catching snowflakes,
this melts quickly from the heat
of a stressful month.
See hear taste smell touch
If you had to pick,
what sense would you sacrifice?
Impossible choice.
a haiku a day 